There used to be a time when everything was so clear, so simple, but now I'm not so sure Friends you knew, or so you thought, changed, faded, lost
The battle front of Sudanic soldiers The task put before us [Chorus 2x] [Nas: Verse 2] Who are we today? The slums,deceases, AIDS We need all that to fade
a put I ride wit the top down and switch to the top-up look Would you believe most these bitches go bop up shook Their asses pokin' out like them pictures in pop up
, in the summer time [4x] Last year, Jazze Phe got stuck up inside the grand lux, Most recent was 50 in Angola, that?s what?s up, Any rapper could touched
wanna take 'em outside and lay slugs up in 'em But that's trippin', and that ain't my sport I'd rather lamp up my cirb and flip to rob a port I sip my
My sister's cousin's told me Her sister heard some stories We were so gangsta growing up We got the girls excited Sluts up front just give their bodies
as God as my witness right hand on the bible and Tokyo hunny turned it up hotty got though i stroke for show now up in Atlanta at the strip club she thick
you believe in? Who do you believe in? [Verse One: 2Pac] I see mothers in black cryin, brothers in packs dyin Plus everybody's high, too doped up to
be shinin like white diamonds and crystal, glistenin holdin pistols The mission's simple, fold up and roll up dead presidentials Sew up all the potential
nigga? (I don't know) Oh shit, 12 o'clock Oh shit, we got to get the fuck up outta here (hell yeah) Nigga, it's check out time nigga Hey call up Kurupt
niggas came up' that's right baby life goes on.... and we up out this bitch hey Kato, Mental y'all niggas make sure it's popin' when we get up there
play doughnut Don't get your ass sewn up Why you leakin on my blown out Hey, you're mixed up like a bowl of nuts You fuck around and got it twisted up
make that ass drop make the front pop And Hit the three wheel motion All Day Hit the freeway take it easy, uhh Let's slide And pick-up some hoochies
way we made it [Soul] That's just the way it is [both] Slangin rocks, in front of niggaz kids [Pac] I came up My message to the censorship committee
my Doc Martens cause I'm always down for kickin' this, my friend the city pity everywhere the enemy ready or not homey stompin' everyone in front of me Jump up
jealous, jealous I was with you when You didn't have no dollas, no dollas Hangin' at the crib Chillin' with your momma, your momma Never fronted you
for that You niggas schemin' on some jewels, you'll get CLAPPED for that If ya'll niggas want war, I got the MACK for that Run up with some work, and
